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The latter was short and slender The larger le mouthful; but the camper did not flinch

"You pain hly localized pain, and furthermore I don't like your whiskers"

With which apparently irrelevant reer tramp and struck the fellow a quick, sharp blow in the face Instantly the fellow's corip upon the beard of the now yelling bully and continued to rain blow after blow upon head and face

Billy Byrne was an interested spectator He enjoyed a good fight as he enjoyed little else; but presently when the first tras of his chastiser and dragging hiround, and the second tramp seized a heavy stick and ran forward to dash the ht it ti forward he called aloud as he cah stuff like that with this here sweet singer Can it! Can it!" as the second tramp raised his stick to strike the now prostrate camper

As he spoke Billy Byrne broke into a run, and as the stick fell he reached thea blow to the tra backward to the river's bried backward into the shalloater

Then Billy seized the other attacker by the shoulder and dragged hi stiff?" he inquired

Theat Billy as he did so; but a sudden punch, such a punch as Billy Byrne had once handed the surprised Harlem Hurricane, reht he ht have harbored to do the newcomer bodily injury, and with it removed all else from the man's mind, teround, the camper rose to his feet

"Some wallop you have concealed in your sleeve, my friend," he said; "place it there!" and he extended a slender, shapely hand

Billy took it and shook it

"It don't get under the ribs like those verses of yours, though, bo," he returned

"It seeuy's thick skull," replied the poetical one, "and it's a cinch et there"